Adria and Tiffany held their shoes with their hands as they strolled to the locker rooms.
“I’m tired,” Tiffany cursed out as she stretched her hands across her back.
Adria nodded at her, “today’s practice was intense. I need to take a bath,” Adria muttered too.
Their white and pink cheerleading dress was almost covered in sweat.
Tiffany frowned deeply as her eyes darted towards the boys at the back who were already heading out, still in their sports clothes with their bags hung over their backs.
“There’s no water in school,” Tiffany announced with annoyance. “Something about broken pipes. They’d better fix it by tomorrow.”
Adria felt shattered at Tiffany’s words, “oh come on. Again? I could never reach home like this, I would itch to death,” she complained as she looked down at herself.
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